
Strange how sometimes the most innocuous of things can bust your stress.
Last night, I helped my niece and her friends in making a gingerbread house. Boy! That they had loads of fun is an understatement.
It was delightful watching their pure joy as they designed and assembled the house, set up the roof and then decorated the whole thing with candy ornaments.
It was a very messy affair though and the little ones had a hard time not licking the 'glue' which was made of flavoured icing! The house reverberated with their laughter and their excitement was certainly infectious ... I felt a strange kind of exhilaration and joy that I hadn't felt in a long, long time. The feeling was extraordinary and magical.
The end result was very colourful and eyecatching and I marvelled at the creativity of these little seven year olds. The kids looked so pleased with their handiwork and I was happy to have helped them.
I suddenly realised that my stress had just miraculously seeped out of my system.
The simple joys in live can give one so much of satisfaction...one doesn't need to spend through one's nose to get that elusive 'nirvana'...it is the the magic that surrounds us every moment.You can see it in the beautiful sunset, you can feel it in the breeze on your cheeks, you can hear it in the sounds of the birds chirping, you can experience it when you get a smile of gratitude from someone whom you've had the fortune to help.
We are so caught up in the grind of our daily stressful lives that we fail to notice the little things that make life so sweet (n I don't mean chenna podo!!)... one needs to only seek it out and savour it...stress will be a thing of the past!.
3 comments:
Couldn't be more right!
Usually we brush off (I do) children's request to participate in their activity as a waste of our "precious" time.
Just this past summer, my 2 boys, and 4 others from the 'hood, decided to setup an exotic lemonade stand. Homemade lemonade selling, by kids in the neighborhood, is a common pastime. My little boy had this idea, of selling frozen slushy lemonade. Of course dad's assistance was sought to operate the slurpy machine, and dad grudingly agreed.
Long story short - am glad I did. The excitement and enjoyment they had (hiking the price to 50c, from the usual quarter a glass ;-) ) was infectious. My wife joined in too!!
Yeah, it is very therapeutic.
Thatz a pretty lil house, Tas. Neat work! Agree with you on how simple things bring about so much of joy...
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